I’ll start off by saying I’m sorry for missing yesterday and almost missing today. This is actually why I wanted to write a little something each day. If I miss a day my mind seems to forget about it and then before I know it, I’ve missed a week or more. So, I’m still trying to write as often as I can. Didn’t really get a chance yesterday, with things planed and also some unforeseeable changes to those plans. But anyway. I’ll try and keep it up from here on out.
Today’s post is short, but I have a question for you. Then I’ll try and have a longer post up tomorrow morning.
What would you like me to talk about. Do you want me to talk about my family life, being a stay at home dad, my mental problems, my emotional problems, whatever. I’ll try and talk about whatever you want. I’m just running out of things to talk about. So, I could really use your help on this. I don’t want my posts to get boring or stale, or to seem like I’m writing the same thing over and over again.
So, yeah. What would you like me to write about?
Monday, August 6, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Successful Flight Down
So, I bet you’re all wondering how the flight went. It went great. Max was amazing. He was really excited to watch the plane take off. Then after we got in the air we pulled out the laptop and let him watch a couple movies.
He did great. Especially since he didn’t get any breakfast and we were on the plane during lunch. He ate a bunch of the little treats packets they give you. Plus on Southwest they let you take as many as you want, especially if you have kids. So we were able to get a few more and he scarfed them all down along with the banana we bought at te airport and most of the Cheerios we brought with us.
I have to say that I was really impressed with the plane we rode on too. It seemed pretty new and had more leg room then I can ever remember having on a plane. I really was impressed with this Southwest flight. All except the bathroom. Trying to take a 3-year-old to the bathroom is interesting when there’s barely enough room for you. But that’s a story for another time.
Right now I just wanted to let everyone know that the flight went really well. I’ll probably talk more about it later. But that’s all for now.
Question: Do you have any flying horror stories?
He did great. Especially since he didn’t get any breakfast and we were on the plane during lunch. He ate a bunch of the little treats packets they give you. Plus on Southwest they let you take as many as you want, especially if you have kids. So we were able to get a few more and he scarfed them all down along with the banana we bought at te airport and most of the Cheerios we brought with us.
I have to say that I was really impressed with the plane we rode on too. It seemed pretty new and had more leg room then I can ever remember having on a plane. I really was impressed with this Southwest flight. All except the bathroom. Trying to take a 3-year-old to the bathroom is interesting when there’s barely enough room for you. But that’s a story for another time.
Right now I just wanted to let everyone know that the flight went really well. I’ll probably talk more about it later. But that’s all for now.
Question: Do you have any flying horror stories?
Friday, August 3, 2012
Flying for four
So, I’m writing this after only getting 2 hours sleep last night. But that’s the way I am before big things. In about 5 hours we’ll be hopping on a plane for the first time as a family of 4. It could get interesting. We leave here in about 2 hours and we still have to get a lot ready. So, this probably won’t be too long.
It’s hard for me not to think about all the things that could happen with kids on a plane. Especially with a 3-year-old who can’t sit still for more than a minute. Maybe tomorrow I’ll write about how Max did amazing. I really hope so. But a bigger part of me thinks I’ll be writing about how we were those parents on the plane with the crazy kid who screamed and fought the whole time.
The hard thing for me, is that I know Max is a good kid. But he has this side to him that will drive you crazy. I think he just has so much energy that it’s hard for him to stop. We’ve got some movies that we’ll put on our laptop for him. Plus some coloring books. But it’s a 4 hour flight and we’ll see how long he’s willing to sit there for.
We could use your thoughts and prayers. I just hope that my lack of sleep doesn’t come back to bite me. Oh well. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Thank You
So, I’m a little late in getting this post out. Sorry. But that’s because I actually got a pretty decent night’s sleep. So, I don’t really have a whole lot to talk about this morning. Just feeling pretty good right now. I just wanted to thank everyone who has read my blog. It’s been great to get your comments and encouragements.
Over the next couple weeks my family is going on vacation to Kansas. I’m planning on trying to write a little bit each day still. But it might have to be a little shorter and done from my cell phone.
So, I wanted to let you all know that I really appreciate you reading my blog and commenting. Especially the comments. It lets me know that someone other then my mom is reading this. Oh, and thank you mom for reading this too. I probably wouldn’t be doing this if you hadn’t encouraged me to keep on writing. Thank you.
Over the next couple weeks my family is going on vacation to Kansas. I’m planning on trying to write a little bit each day still. But it might have to be a little shorter and done from my cell phone.
So, I wanted to let you all know that I really appreciate you reading my blog and commenting. Especially the comments. It lets me know that someone other then my mom is reading this. Oh, and thank you mom for reading this too. I probably wouldn’t be doing this if you hadn’t encouraged me to keep on writing. Thank you.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Dream Job
I’ve always felt a little weird telling people about what I’ve wanted to do with my life. I think I’ve always had some pretty big dreams. When I was growing up I wanted to play in the NBA or some other sport depending on the time of year. I also wanted to be a musician. I’ve always loved music and have even enjoyed writing it for times.
So, I never would have imagined myself as an extremely overweight guy in his 30’s that never touches his guitar. But that’s where I find myself. I haven’t played my guitar in so long, that when I do pick it up, it feels weird and I struggle to remember how to play. And to even attempt to run causes my heart rate to rise. If you looked at me now, you probably wouldn’t think that I used to play basketball for a few hours a day sometimes. Let alone that I would often skip lunch in high school to play longer.
I feel like somewhere along the way I gave up on myself. I stopped caring what happened to me. I also stopped dreaming. Now I don’t see myself on a stage singing to people. The thought alone scares me. I’ve always had a little bit of stage fright. But it paralyzes me now. I’ve often felt like I should try joining my churches worship group. But I never can bring myself to talk to them, because it scares me so much to think about being up there in front of all those people.
That’s actually part of what inspired me to start this blog. I needed a place to store my thoughts and to get some feedback from other people. I’m not saying that anything I say is going to be earth shattering. But I want to start doing things again. I used to dream of so many things. Now I just dream about making it through another day.
For father’s day this year I had Jennifer buy me a copy of a book called “Quitter” by Jon Acuff. I haven’t really started to read it. But it’s about starting on the path to your dream job. Writing would be my dream job. Playing music would be my dream job. Writing music would be my dream job.
So, here’s to starting a new path on towards our dreams.
So, I never would have imagined myself as an extremely overweight guy in his 30’s that never touches his guitar. But that’s where I find myself. I haven’t played my guitar in so long, that when I do pick it up, it feels weird and I struggle to remember how to play. And to even attempt to run causes my heart rate to rise. If you looked at me now, you probably wouldn’t think that I used to play basketball for a few hours a day sometimes. Let alone that I would often skip lunch in high school to play longer.
I feel like somewhere along the way I gave up on myself. I stopped caring what happened to me. I also stopped dreaming. Now I don’t see myself on a stage singing to people. The thought alone scares me. I’ve always had a little bit of stage fright. But it paralyzes me now. I’ve often felt like I should try joining my churches worship group. But I never can bring myself to talk to them, because it scares me so much to think about being up there in front of all those people.
That’s actually part of what inspired me to start this blog. I needed a place to store my thoughts and to get some feedback from other people. I’m not saying that anything I say is going to be earth shattering. But I want to start doing things again. I used to dream of so many things. Now I just dream about making it through another day.
For father’s day this year I had Jennifer buy me a copy of a book called “Quitter” by Jon Acuff. I haven’t really started to read it. But it’s about starting on the path to your dream job. Writing would be my dream job. Playing music would be my dream job. Writing music would be my dream job.
So, here’s to starting a new path on towards our dreams.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Falling down and getting back up
Having kids has been a really strange experience for me. I feel like, in so many ways, I’m watching myself in Max. And that makes me so scared for him. The things I’ve been through in my life have been crazy. I wouldn’t wish them on anyone. Yet I wouldn’t change them, because, as they say, those are the things that brought me here. But I’m really not looking forward to my son having to go through any of those things.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to try and keep him from most of the things that I’ve been through. But I know he’s going to get hurt. I look at him, and he’s so innocent. I don’t look forward to the first time he realizes that the world is not fair and he’s not the center of it. I dread having to pick him up after he’s lost something and have to tell him it will all be ok.
But I know that’s my job. I wouldn’t want him to get everything he wasted in life. I wouldn’t want him to be a jerk who thinks he’s the king of the world. I don’t want him to think the world owes him something. So, I guess that means he’ll have to fall on his face at some point. I just pray that I’m there to pick him up and dust him off when he does.
Sorry if this post was a little somber. Just the thoughts that came into my head, when I sat down to write.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to try and keep him from most of the things that I’ve been through. But I know he’s going to get hurt. I look at him, and he’s so innocent. I don’t look forward to the first time he realizes that the world is not fair and he’s not the center of it. I dread having to pick him up after he’s lost something and have to tell him it will all be ok.
But I know that’s my job. I wouldn’t want him to get everything he wasted in life. I wouldn’t want him to be a jerk who thinks he’s the king of the world. I don’t want him to think the world owes him something. So, I guess that means he’ll have to fall on his face at some point. I just pray that I’m there to pick him up and dust him off when he does.
Sorry if this post was a little somber. Just the thoughts that came into my head, when I sat down to write.
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